Our Love Letters: Rose and Micheal

Cafe: Micheal to Rose

Hi

I've been trying to come up with a start for this letter for the past ten minutes but I couldn't. So I just settled with Hi.

So hi,

I'm Micheal. You're probably wandering why I wrote this or why are you reading it. I honestly can't answer either of the two. All I know is that I knew I had to talk to you one way or another as soon as I saw you taking a sip of that coffee with your big brown curly hair bouncing in the wind. I hope you forgive me if I'm being weird but I just couldn't come up to you and interrupt your indulgence to the book you're reading. However, I ripped out this piece of paper and hopefully the waitress gives it to you before you leave.

I would love if maybe, perhaps, we could meet.

If not, then I'll pray I see you in another life.

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